Tilling for tripwires


Tilling carefully, trip-wires mostly broken Rashid had no choice anymore. Starve, or go the same way as Yasmin, Malik and the others.

He had been lucky to see peace, but when he closed his eyes he could still see the tangerine cloud that changed him from husband to widower.

He limped forward another step, using his spade as crutch. He placed another precious seed into the fertile ground, though he knew that his vegetables would taste of their spilled blood.

A farmer cannot cease transforming battlegrounds to food. It had been ten years since the last explosion. Rashid still waited.


This one brought the disasters of landmines into mind… with all the wars going on I expect this could be a story that will continue to plague us way into the foreseeable future.

This week is exciting as we finally have our release party for the published book. I know very few of you can come to Stockholm, but to stay updated you can like our facebook page. On Saturday we will have bookreadings and offer snacks and wine.

Our books have arrived.

Friday Fictioneers is a site were we share stories to the same pictures each week. We are a peaceful group under the stewardship of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and many of the most skilled writers on the internet come here every week.



November 4, 2015

87 responses to “Tilling for tripwires

  1. Strong literary images “the tangerine cloud that changed him from husband to widower” and “… that his vegetables would taste of their spilled blood.” stick in my mind.

  2. Oh my goodness. This is awesome! I love it. Especially these:

    “when he closed his eyes he could still see the tangerine cloud that changed him”

    “though he knew that his vegetables would taste of their spilled blood”

    The last paragraph. This was very creative writing; I thoroughly enjoyed it.

  3. I can’t take a tangerine cloud out of my mind’s eye……”A farmer cannot cease transforming battlegrounds to food. ” is a beautiful line: speaks volume. Well done!

  4. That ‘tangerine cloud’ is a very, very strong image. Such an excellent reminder of what remains, when the fighting is over. Well done, Bjorn.

  5. I think it has all been said already, Bjorn.
    This is another great piece of writing from you.
    I think you are improving every week.

  6. Beautifully written my friend, and congratulations on the published work. Wished I could be there but Stockholm is a bit far from London. I wish you all the best. Maybe when I have more free time, I would join Friday Fictioneers.
    Cheers. 🙂

  7. Oh, I wish I could come for snacks and wine and to see the unfolding of this book . . .
    That said, wonderful imagery in the, Bjorn. You really brought out the strength needed to survive.

  8. Congratulations for the book publishing news.
    The stats are terrifying on Land Mines. Today, there are an estimated 110 million anti-personnel mines in the ground and another 250 million stockpiled in at least 108 countries around the world. You have conveyed that horror well.

  9. Excellent piece, Bjorn. And congrats on the book release. I would love to hear the reading. I remember the time you posted a clip reading a poem. You have a great voice.

  10. It brings to mind the poppy fields of France. So tragic, to remain trapped in a place through poverty and war, with the death of your loved ones a constant reminder and then have to depend upon the soil, all washed through with blood, for the continuance of your own wretched life.
    So well written and thought-provoking.

  11. The ones who profit from landmines should be the ones to clean up the land, alas… very powerful story. The beauty of the words contrasts the horrors. And congrats to the book.

  12. Landmines are so tragic. They actually make me really angry when I think how people suffer long after wars because of them. Congrats on your book! How thrilling. I wish you great success, Bjorn.

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